I'm not a wild eater

[Why can you boast for so long when Miss Sister pokes a surfboard with an iron rod?Too double standard. 】

What?

Evan actually has a surfboard.

Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat, he broke off a leaf, and quickly fanned the fire underneath.

Crunch!

A relatively small bamboo fell and hit the ground.

Mu Qing hurried over, extinguished the fire on the ground, and pulled the bamboo aside.

Look back at another, smaller bamboo.

"I feel like this one is about the same."

Pushing hard with both hands, the bamboo really fell to the other side.

I was pushing a bunch of those two medium-sized trees, and they were still in the state of "I stand still".

"These bamboo branches are good things. Keep them at night to build a shelter, shelter from the wind and rain, and have their own fragrance."

Holding a knife, Mu Qing cleaned off all the excess bamboo branches on the small bamboo, and put it aside.

Push down another bamboo, put out the fire, and continue to deal with it.

the other side.

After all the ropes wrapped around the fishing nets were sorted out, the small holes on the surfboard were also dealt with.

Evan held the trick pole with both hands and the surfboard between his knees.

Stuffing the stick into it.

"This hole was drilled too well by me, and the stick made in this way will be very strong."

"But you have to be very careful when handling it. Too much force or too much haste may break the surfboard."

"call"

Evan looked up and twisted his neck.

He lowered his head and continued to smash against the surfboard.

"Beep."

"Beep beep beep."

Evan was impatient, and this kind of meticulous and careful work made her feel very uncomfortable.

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The process of pressing the stick into the hole is accompanied by the sharp muffled sound of the live broadcast equipment from time to time.

After half an hour.

Evan fell down on the surfboard and wiped the sweat off his face with his hand.

With a smile, he looked at the stick standing on the surfboard with satisfaction.

"Haha, this most troublesome and patient job is finally done."

"Once the main body of the boat is done, with the battered sheets on, it's going to be a great sailing boat."

"I chose to do things that take patience when things just started and I was still patient, which is absolutely correct."

"Thank God."

Evan sighed.

[Oh, thank God! 】

[There is a picture, hahahaha. 】

[Is this bamboo pole a little short?I remember it was quite long. 】

[Whether you can speak or not, people call it a trick. 】

[When I talk about the bamboo pole, I feel a lot more down-to-earth, hahaha. 】

[Ouch, Miss Sister said that the bamboo does not need to be so long, so she cut off a section with a knife. 】

[The switchblade cuts the old bamboo, and I feel like I missed the exciting content. 】

"Okay, now I'm going to collect some firewood to make the main body of the sailboat."

"This will be an unprecedented, handmade wilderness survival boat."

"Wuhu"

Evan raised his arms, swayed excitedly, and walked towards the small island behind him.

"Nian Mengkang, this small tree grows slender and straight, and it is a good material for making sailboats."

Grabbed a small tree and forced Amway.

Anan squatted down and cut a circle around the end with a knife.

Step back a few steps.

Xiao ran forward, raised his foot and kicked hard.

The trunk of the young tree split open and fell to one side.

Evan stepped forward and threw aside the unbroken part.

Continue to find the next tree.

Along the way, as long as it was an unlucky child chosen by Evan, she would first boast a few words.

Then break the tree.

"Hey, goose, mulberry, time"

Every time one is broken, the number in Evan's mouth will increase by one.

After counting to No.15, Evan stopped and began to drag the fallen tree out of the beach.